Harper Office (#2732)
The light of midmorning shines brightly through the window, casting few shadows
due to the northern view of the beach. Activity can be both seen and heard,
fishing nets spread colorfully along the white sands, voice blending in old
sea shanties to make the mending work go more quickly.
The office is cheerful, the light reflecting off of whitewashed walls and
ceiling. A pattern mimicking musical notation in colors runs along the tops
of the walls, shelf upon shelf rising from the floor to meet it. Desks,
cabinets and filing drawers are arranged about the room, workplaces for those
whose job it is to keep the harpers and hall in order.
The air is fresh, tangy with sea and hides and well-seasoned woods.
The glows are lit, illuminating the work of the harpers as they go about their
daily tasks.
The window looks out over Main Beach.
Through the open window, you notice that It is a fall midmorning.
In the rehearsal hall, you see one firelizard.
You see Staff Tackboard, a sandtable, and Sign-up Sheet for B'var's Orchestra
here.
Michael is here.
Obvious exits:
Shainman Rehearsal Hall Ballroom
Michael bows politely.
Shinnai smiles. "Hello." she places a stack of files on her desk. "You're..."
she thinks hard, and the name should come...
Michael (#5661)
Before you stands a very handsome young man. His towering figure seems to reach
for the sky at about 6'1". His eyes glimmer in the light with a greenish tint,
they seem to scan the room always cautious and aware of what is going on in
the world around him. He notices your glance and returns it with a smile and a
bow. There is something to his smile. It is both playful and mischevious. His
hair is as black as night, and is pulled back to a ponytail down to his
shoulders. He is quite muscular for a young man of his age. But don't let the
strength intimidate you. He is a very loving and understanding person.
Upon further inspection you notice a burn scar that lines his upper left arm.
He wears dark brown wherhide pants that fit him snugly. His boots come up about
mid-shin, they are also dark brown and blend in well. His shirt is a soft
white fabric, laced firmely up his muscular chest. Perched on Michael's
shoulder is Zeal. Perched on Michael's shoulder is Randall.
Michael's Red and White single twist loop shows that he is a Smith Apprentice.
He is awake and looks alert.
Carrying:
Shoulder Loop Michael's Tent
Michael's Knife Randall
Zeal
Michael is 17 Turns and 9 days old.
Michael extends his hand. "Michael..."
Shinnai smiles, gratefully. "Shinnai. Pleased to meet you, and thank you for
coming." she grasps his hand firmly, and then invites with a gesture for him
to take a seat in the convenient chair facing her desk.
Michael takes the seat quickly. "Yes, I recieved your message..."
Shinnai says, "Apprentice Seamus has said that you might have some further light to
shed on this subject."
Michael nods and shrugs a bit. "Yes I was there the whole time."
Shinnai seats herself, moving the stack of files out of the way as she takes a
new sheet of wood-pulp leaf and a lead writing stick in hand. "Wonderful. Can
you just start at the beginning, then, and tell me what happened?"
Michael nods solemnly and wipes his sweaty hands on his pants. He takes a deep
breath before starting. "It all started when Lorianda, of course the one who
was beaten.." he sighs a bit thinking of her, "She invited me to the Dining
Hall for a meal with a new resident of Ista. All was going fine when her
foster mother, Tilla, came along yelling that Lori needed to go back to Fort.
She started hitting and kicking Lori ruthlessly," he snarls thinking about it,
"I for one am glad that Seamus did it. If he wouldn't've, who knows who
would... Anyway a large crowd started gathering in the dining hall and Tilla
realized she was outnumbered and left. When I went chasing after, she had
already gone... But was later spotted at the Main Beach, where the little
'incident' with Seamus occured.." he pauses to catch his breath and watch for
Shinnai's response.
Shinnai nods. "So Seamus broke up the first fight. Did he immediately follow
Tilla, then, to the beach?
Michael shakes his head, trying to remember. "We took Lorianda to the Infirmary
first."
Shinnai nods, scribing as Michael speaks.
Shinnai says, "Can you tell me how badly Lorianda was hurt?"
Michael nods. "At first she looked horrible, and felt horrible... I went back
to visit her after the Healers had done their job and she was her usual
spirited self, happy to see me."
Michael says, "She still was hurt, making little winces with her face at the
slightest movement."
Shinnai says, "I'll check with the healers to see about her condition, then. Can you
tell me who treated her?"
OOC: Michael says "One of the 'healers' was a puppet."
Michael nods. "One of them was not a true Healer, but knew her ways around
treating someone. She was Isabella, and the other was Keera. (ooc: the
puppet)"
OOC: Shinnai nods. "Who played that puppet, Lorianda, or someone else?"
OOC: Michael says "I never ran a @sweep, so couldn't tell ya. :/"
Shinnai makes a note of those names, pushing a strand of escaped black hair
back behind her ear for safekeeping. "So then, after Lorianda was treated, do
you know where Seamus went?"
Michael shakes his head. "After Seamus left the Infirmary I stayed with
Lorianda for a couple more minutes, but the Healers told me to leave her. So I
went back up to my place for a while... As I was on my way to Grinstead I saw
the crowd gathered on the beach."
Shinnai nods. "Alright, that's well. And you joined the crowd on the beach?"
Michael nods, "Just a spectator... had a quite distored view of the actual
attack, but I saw it pretty well."
Shinnai says, "Please, tell me what you observed."
Michael nods.. "Well, I believe Seamus had said something to get Tilla mad, I
don't quite remember what it was. So she... kicked him in the groin..." he
gapes a bit thinking of the pain. "He struck her with a staff of some sort and
she fell backward breaking her neck... A few seconds later, she was dead."
Shinnai grimaces slightly at the mention of the unfortunate death. "Was it
Seamus' stroke which broke her neck?" she wonders. "It's not quite clear."
Michael shakes his head. "Not the initial blow which broke her neck, but the
initial blow did force her to fall back onto her neck."
Shinnai nods, recording that. "And the other man, Pellan?"
Michael shakes his head again. "I didn't really pay much attention to him...
but I think he struck her with his knife..."
Shinnai says, "Some accounts say that he tripped Tilla at the same time as Seamus
struck her."
Shinnai says, "Can you confirm or deny this as a fact? As you say, you weren't
paying much attention to him."
Shinnai leans an elbow on her desk casually as her hand pauses, awaiting
Michael's answer patiently.
Michael shrugs, "I cannot proove he did it, No. But perhaps he was the one who
tripped Tilla when she fell backwards after Seamus had struck her."
OOC: Michael was kinda idle at the time, so didn't get it all.
Shinnai nods. "Understood. I can understand if you didn't notice everything -
you've already been helpful, I can assure you. Afterwards - " she continues
once again. "After Tilla was dead, what were the reactions of Pellan and of
Seamus?"
Suwert walks in from the ballroom.
Michael shakes his head in confusion. "I can't tell you becuase after that I
left..."
Shinnai glances up. "Master Suwert, this is Smith Apprentice Michael." She
gestures to the young man in the chair.
Suwert nods and sits in a corner.
OOC: Michael says "OOC'ly they were talking and joking about it and stuff...
Tilla asked how to @nuke and she did then disconnected."
OOC: Shinnai nods. Ok. :)
Michael rises from his seat to offer the Master a hand, "Well met, Master
Suwert."
Shinnai writes down Michael's last answer, and waits for the two to finish
greeting.
Suwert smiles. "Ignore me."
Shinnai studies the notes briefly.
Michael smiles and resumes his seat.
Shinnai raises her eyes once more to Michael. "Is there anything more you can
tell me? Anything that you think we should know?"
Michael props his arm on a rest and rubs his chin thinking for a minute. He
shakes his head, "I believe that is all I can tell you..."
Shinnai says, "Ah. One more question, if you don't mind."
Michael nods. "Sure, go ahead."
Shinnai recalls another importance. "You're a friend of Lorianda's? Do you
know anything about her foster mother, and why Tilla would have come all the
way from Fort?"
Michael nods. "Yes, a very good friend of Lori's, but I know nothing of her
past other than the fact that she doesn't know her real parents and Tilla was
an abusive foster mother.
OOC: Michael says "I /really/ have to go NOW."
Shinnai grimaces sympathetically as she writes that down. "Well, thank you,
Michael." She sighs briefly as she rises from her chair, placing the stylus
beside her page. "Thank you very much, you've been a great help."
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